World Title Semi Final: Tina Armstrong vs Heather Sunderland

Taking the punch that collided straight with her face, it would take Heather quite a bit before she could regain herself, taking in where she was and what was happening. However as she did, she found it might have been a little too late as she felt her arm taken in by Tina, initiating an armbar submission hold, sending a wave of pain through her arm. "Aaaagh!!" Heather would yell out in pain as her arm was wrenched back by Tina. Clenching her teeth hard, she tried to endure the hold as much as she could.

"Gh...d-damnit...you..shut up!" Heather would say in response to Tina's words, her frustration building as the girl seemed to again get the upperhand in the match.

"No..." Tina growled back, closing her legs around Heather's arm to keep her still. "You shut up!" she hissed as she pushed up with her hips and back with her hands. Trying to really do some damage to her arm. She'd talked way too much in this match, she'd have to stop the taunts and processes the hard way, so the only words she'd hear from Heather were either an apology or a submission.

"H-hell no...kh...Gaaaagh!!" Heather would let out, the pain escalating in the hold as Tina kept the pressure on. "G-god..DAMN!" The pain was beginning to get to be almost too much for Heather as her arm was bent in an extremely painful way. She wanted nothing more than to get out of the hold, but she refused to give up. Too much was on the line for her and she wanted to show the girl that she could back up all the talk she was making.

"I'm gonna...fucking...kick your ass!" Heather would yell out through her groans in pain as she tried her hardest to break out of the hold. Giving it all, she would try to turn her body and fight against Tina's legs, trying to lessen the pressure on the hold as much as she could.

"H-hey!" Tina protested as Heather again tried to roll into the hold to force a break. She didn't know if it was possible to go from an armbar to a smother but she didn't want to find out, reluctantly releasing the hold so she could get back on her feet. Heather was fast and tenacious, she had to give her that. Even if she was a bitch.

As Heather went to loosen the hold with the roll, she was more than relieved to feel Tina releasing it from her before getting back onto her feet. "Guh...You're gonna get it now." Heather would say, rubbing her arm from the lasting pain from the hold. She would have liked to counter it instead of force a release, but she could tell Tina was smart enough to avoid letting her do so.

Clicking her tongue slightly, she would attempt to charge at Tina. When she got near her though, she would then try to circle past her, heading towards the closest corner before trying to jump up it and come back at her with a spin-like kick, aiming for her head, a move most people know as the "Beautiful Disaster". Trusting it all on the feint, she was taking the charging risk again.

Tina stood her ground, ready to grab Heather as she charged in, only to find her arms empty and the fast bitch somewhere on the ropes. The superstar turned around hoping to see what she was up to, only to get a kick to the face that sent her sprawling down on the mat. Groaning, she tried to roll to get back up if Heather didn't capitalize on her advantage.

Connecting with the high kick off the ropes, Heather would grin to herself, landing on her feet immediately afterwards. "Not going anywhere" Heather would say as she would turn and look at Tina who was going to roll to get back up. Countless times the girl has avoided getting in a flurry of Heather's attacks, and she wasn't going to just let her slip away again.

Charging towards the girl, Heather would brace herself to hit her with a nice high-impact move, trying another time to take her down and weaken her. She would run towards Tina before she was just a few steps away from the girl. From there, she would leap into the air, flipping backwards, attempting to connect with the girl with a running shooting star press.

"Ugh..." Tina groaned, rolling back onto her back to nurse her aching jaw. That blow had taken a lot out of her, knocked her for a loop etc. So although she expected a follow up, there wasn't much she could do about it as Heather's athletic display ended with the high flyer crashing into her chest painfully.

Landing perfectly on top of Tina with the running shooting star press, Heather would let out a sigh of relief and satisfaction, getting up on her knees to hold at her gut slightly. If there was one setback to those acrobatic moves, other than the fact that they may be a bit easier to avoid than most, it's that you can't really get away with dealing some damage to yourself, even if it is just a little bit. Heather's grin never left her face though as she looked down at the girl she had landed on.

"Heh...What now hm? You asked me if i regretted pissing you off earlier? Not really. Seems I'm still doing quite well for myself aren't I? I'll be kicking your ass for the rest of the night if you don't mind." Heather would say with a snicker as she would reach down to grab the girl's arm to yank her to her feet. If she could do this, she would immediately try to pull her head in under her armpit. Attempting to do what she had tried to do near the beginning of the match, she would swing her leg back before bringing it forward, trying to use the momentum to perform a hard DDT on the girl.

"Dammit!" Tina coughed out as Heather got back up, breathing hard to make up for all the air that rushed out after Heather's SSP before she was viscously pulled up under her armpit, just for the sake of dropping her on her head.

"GAH!" The superstar yelled out as she crashed down, trying to cradle her aching head from the impact. One move had changed the whole match around, now she needed an opening to turn it back